Blog: we are not a rock band

insert fabric disco-nditioner I've been described numerous times as being camp... I was once told by the receptionist of a place I used to temp in Manchester that I was a 'gay man trapped in a woman's body'... (we can take this as gospel as he spent the weekends dragged up as Bet Lynch down Canal Street)... I got the DJ to play Freda Payne's Band of Gold (a song about divorce for those not in the know) at my cousin's wedding reception... But why? [...]